Dear OSU fans: Let's keep it classy for game day. I'm ashamed every time I see a pile of vomit on Lane Ave. We're better than that.

Dear weddings: I love you. That's why I try to be the best damn wedding guest EVER. I eat, I drink and I'm one merry, dancin' machine motha. So excited to celebrate tonight with two close friends that are meant for each other!

Dear dogs: Mommy is going to buy new undies {see yesterday's post}. Please don't make me strangle you with them.

Dear husband: You would be allergic to the screws in your foot. Nothing like adding a little insult to injury. Thank the pain-killer gods for the perkies :)

i can not tell you how many pairs of underwear i have lost to my dogs. i buy a new pair from target and they are destroyed the next day it is my fault really, i leave them in places they go to like the dirt laundry basket. they tip the basket over and bury their little noses all in the laundry to find my dirt underwear. at these times i call my husband tell him guess what YOUR dogs did, because they certainly dont' belong to me at that point